"Damn it, what on earth is wrong with today?"
He muttered to himself, looking down at his somewhat damp clothes and recalling everything he had done throughout the day. Not only had he failed to make any substantive progress, but he hadn't even accomplished what he had promised himself. His exploration progress hadn't increased, and he couldn't get into Styx Beach; the entire day felt like a total waste.
He frowned, and a sudden surge of anger flared up in his chest. Remembering the Underworld and Anubis's promise, he couldn't help thinking of all those troublesome matters.
Chapter 475